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My version of High School Musical - but with people on Movellas! This story contains musical from the movie franchise and music that we hear everyday. It also contains some strong language and some sexual references. This is not your typical musical production.

So...I have been finding it hard to write recently due to me getting bored with literally everything I've tried to start, so I thought I'd make a collection of flash fiction based off of images. If you have any cool images that might be useful for a writing prompt please leave them in the comments :)

I and a few other people will be taking songs, and writing a story based off of the lyrics and, what I interpret to be, the meaning. Also, if you would like to see a story made from one of your favorite songs comment below! Don't forget to leave a big Like!

Victoria has always been used to blocking things out. Her relationship with Samantha had always raised eyebrows. For one, they were completely different. For two, girl relationships weren't often seen. She'd never cared, as Samantha had always been worth it. They loved each other. But their relationship was rocky too. Samantha's battle with depression had never made things easy. Yet things are about to get unfixable. And Victoria won't be able to block out the voice

This is my entry to the Music section of the Project Remix Competition. With this piece I wanted to explore the sense of mortality and the medical problems the characters constantly face in John Green's 'The Fault In Our Stars'. Please find the YouTube video to the right of the page and listen away! I really hope that you enjoy it and please do feel free to ask any questions in the comments and I will answer them to the best of my abilities. Thank you very

I always looked forward to university because I thought that's when I'd begin to create a story for myself. I got into Oxford university and I met a girl. An American girl who went into a different boy's room every Friday night and blurred the fine line between her thoughts and her words. And suddenly, I wasn't making my own story by being at university. I was just part of hers.